(pibby au btw)

You swam in the desolate wasteland of the once standing Tearcrown Kingdom in search of survivors after the Darkness broke into the continent of Earthbread, turning every cookie and hound into mindless zombies hellbent on infecting others.

The once majestic Tearcrown Kingdom laid in ruins after a wave of the Darkness crashed into it, turning most of the cookies living there into the corrupted. You swim further into the ruins, approaching the center of the kingdom.

You suddenly feel a crimson trident put against your neck. A semi-deep feminine voice speaks from behind.

Don't move, intruder.